lcionline Chapter 380 Apprenticeship
Chapter 380 Apprenticeship
When Sheng Qingyun saw that the child could actually create fire with ease, he held his breath, and his fingers that were pinching the hem of his clothes trembled. Could it be that the child in front of him was an immortal?
He was originally weak, but suddenly he became energetic: "Master Qingfeng, are you from the world of immortal cultivation?"
Master Liao nodded slightly. He had just learned from Sheng Zhixing about the secrets of the third prince's life from childhood to adulthood.
He spoke, and began to count Sheng Qingyun in a leisurely tone: "Your name is Sheng Qingyun, the third prince of Nanzhao. There is a red birthmark on the left side of your buttocks, and you were born with it."
"When you were three years old, you were kicked by a dog and fell into a manure pit. You almost drowned. Your father blocked the news because it was too embarrassing. You were smelly for two months and could only hide in the hot spring palace to avoid people for two months. Your father announced to the public that you went to Dasheng to learn martial arts."
"When you were sixteen, you secretly drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine from your father's bedroom and urinated against a pillar in the palace. Your father beat you severely, but he kept this shameful secret for you."
"All the girls you had a crush on were snatched away by your elder brother..."
Sheng Qingyun was shocked when he heard the Taoist priest read out his little-known secrets. His face, which was already red due to the fever, became even redder.
Sheng Qingyun was embarrassed and begged, "Senior, that's enough, that's enough, please don't say any more!"
"I have severed these worldly ties."
He put his hands in his pockets. He had tried his best to forget these embarrassing moments, but now his senior was reading them out to him one by one. Was this also a kind of experience for him?
Sheng Qingyun has read many stories about seeking immortality. The stories say that the masters in the world of immortal cultivation are hundreds or even thousands of years old, but they can maintain their youthful appearance and even regain their youth!
Sheng Qingyun swallowed his saliva and rubbed his hands expectantly: "So, Senior, are you here to take me to the immortal world and join the sect?"
Master Liao nodded and shook his head.
"It's not time yet. I'm going through trials in the mortal world, and it will take another 20 years before I can return to the fairyland."
"Besides, you are now powerless and your skills are mediocre. If you go to the immortal cultivation world, you will only be beaten! What's more..."
Master Liao sighed maturely, "Your cultivation method is wrong! You have been deceived by a black-hearted mortal. Your previous master, Taoist Wu, is a liar who tells lies all the time. If you continue to cultivate according to what he said, you will be dead soon."
"Now this Taoist priest Wu has already run away."
"You have a high fever now. If you are not careful, you might become a fool!"
Sheng Qingyun's face changed, and he was afraid: "No wonder I always feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker these days. Sometimes I almost die. I thought it was the suffering I have to go through to cultivate the great way!"
"You are wrong. When cultivating immortality, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters your body. Your condition should get better and better as you practice."
Master Liao scolded him with a stern face: "You are taking a detour and suffering unnecessary hardships!"
Sheng Qingyun recalled the things that were wrong when he was "cultivating" with Taoist Wu. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He rolled off the bed and crawled to the ground, then knelt down in front of Master Liao: "Senior, save my life!"
Master Liao didn't expect that there really was such a superstitious person. He was talking nonsense and the other party believed it.
"Fortunately, you have a good foundation and are strong enough to withstand tough times. You also have a pure heart that has touched me. I really can't bear to see you go astray!"
Master Liao waved his hand and imitated the anime he had watched, making a hand seal: "Are you willing to take me as your master and follow me to seek immortality? After twenty years, I will take you back to the sect."
Sheng Qingyun got goose bumps when he saw Master Liao's complicated and gorgeous gestures. He was very excited: "Yes, disciple, yes!"
It is said that he kowtowed to the ground three times with bangs. Master Liao was scared when he heard the sound. It must have been really hard.
"Disciple, get up quickly."
Master Liao took out a few round Maltesers chocolates from his pouch and said, "This is the rejuvenation pill I made. It can temporarily relieve your discomfort."
Sheng Qingyun looked at the pill that Master Liao took out and was overjoyed. He took it without hesitation and put it into his mouth, swallowing one pill in one gulp.
Seeing that Sheng Qingyun believed what he said, Master Liao asked Jiang Lili to feed him a bottle of Pulse, a functional drink that supplements vitamins.
He originally wanted to give Sheng Qingyun a fever-reducing pill, but it was not good to take cold medicine on an empty stomach.
If Sheng Qingyun doesn't eat or drink water, he will probably suffer from symptoms of hypoglycemia and dehydration, so he has to eat something first.
Sheng Qingyun looked at Master Liao's hand and a strange-looking bottle appeared out of thin air. He was so surprised that he stuttered: "Could it be... this is the legendary "taking things from the void"!"
"Master, do you have a mustard seed space that can take things from it with your mind?"
Master Liao originally wanted to explain, but he didn't expect that this person was self-taught. Why does it seem that this cultivator's ability to accept the second disease is much stronger than that of ancient people?
That's good, he can also save a lot of tedious explanation steps.
"Yes, but unfortunately my mustard seed space is only half as powerful in the room. It can only take things out, not store them."
Master Liao began to promise Sheng Qingyun: "If you concentrate on practicing with me and listen carefully to my teachings, one day you will reach my level."
Sheng Qingyun couldn't help but show a strong desire and yearning in his eyes: "Master, I will work hard!"
Master Liao's small hands struggled to unscrew the cap of the Pulse drink bottle: "You have to chew the rejuvenation pill carefully, otherwise it will be choking if you swallow it directly. Hurry up and take it with the fairy dew I made!"
"Magic dew?!"
Sheng Qingyun took it respectfully and kowtowed to the ground several times, "Master and I have only known each other for less than a quarter of an hour, and Master has given me such a generous gift!"
He was so moved that his eyes filled with tears, and he became more and more convinced that Taoist Wu was a liar. Taoist Wu only knew how to draw talismans and refine pills, and he asked for money and made all kinds of demands on him.
His real skills like creating fire or taking objects out of thin air have never been revealed!
Thinking of this, Sheng Qingyun was so excited that he wanted to kowtow again, but Master Liao quickly raised his hand to stop him: "I have received your kindness, so you don't have to kowtow to me all the time in the future!"
He was really afraid that this man would get hurt by the head, even though he was already seriously ill.
"Take the pills and nectar quickly, or your life will be in danger!"
Sheng Qingyun was very obedient and followed his master's instructions. He drank a sip of the "immortal dew". The sweet liquid moistened his dehydrated mouth. He took a big gulp and Sheng Qingyun had an endless aftertaste.
He put the remaining "Rejuvenation Pill" into his mouth. Unlike the bitter taste of the pill he imagined, the Rejuvenation Pill made by the master was unusually sweet and delicious! He couldn't stop eating it and wanted to eat the second one.